you are a funny thing

pretty and bright

well raised and presented

the face of gloom upon receiving

the look of joy when celebrating

a scent so pleasing

a smell so annoying

sometimes slight, but abstracted into a big thing

like you or not, there you are

masquerading

centre stage

even when fading

so fresh one day

now a limp state I should throw away

yet from bloom to wilt you were fragile

so does your end need to be your final day?

Drain you to sienna

this way you'll stay

Preserved yet more reserved

though more delicate this way